Dear friends, beautiful and happy people,
Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law.
Today, I am doing better!
Not that I have been suffering in the slightest, mind you…
I am simply, each day, a little better than the day before. It is in my nature.
Apart from that, I am pleased because I am receiving a lot of mail.
Soror K the Scarletest, for example (who is, all by herself, a meeting between Gina Carano and Ronda Rousey, and therefore makes the upcoming encounter on May 16th completely superfluous), has just sent me a delightful letter (butch, yet delightful: that’s so K.!… She is so very machotte…), in which she notably remarks, in her inimitable style:
“Since Liber 65 is the sum of the akashic recollections of Ankh-af-na-khonsu, verse 27 [of Chapter 4] establishes, as a logical consequence, that Alexander VI Borgia was the reincarnation of Cleopatra, and that explains why he couldn’t stand the Romans.”
It is interesting… A bit summary, but interesting.
The verse, to be perfectly precise, contains a flashback to the very moment of the death of the divine Cleopatra:
To-day I am the slave of the little asp of death; and who shall loosen our love?
— Liber Cordis Cincti Serpente, 4:27
You know the principle well (we have covered this a billion times):
By virtue of the equation:
GOD = Nuit (the Beauteous Queen) × Hadit (the Deadly Serpent)
the voluntary death of Cleopatra was the Ultimate Apotheosis — the very formulation of GOD Himself.
To my knowledge, in all of recorded human history, no one has better fulfilled the holy precepts of Hadit our Master than the divine Cleopatra:
“thy death shall be lovely: whoso seeth it shall be glad. Thy death shall be the seal of our agelong love” (AL II, 66)
and
“death is the crown of all” (AL II, 72).
Selah.
(This is why I so deeply regret that they ultimately gave up on casting Gal Gadot as Cleopatra: my habit of declaring at every possible opportunity, with no apparent connection to the conversation, that “Gal Gadot is God” would, as soon as the film came out, have been regarded as a Prophetic Access of Enthusiasm instead of being seen as the feverish X-post of a lovesick stan! What a shame.)
Cleopatra’s Apotheosis was, moreover, the dazzling fulfillment of Hadit’s promise: if a man strives ever to more, if he is “truly” a disciple of the Old Serpent, and if he is “ever joyous,” then he deserves a death that is not the obscure conclusion of a phase of decrepitude and decline, but the lovely crowning of what his journey on this earth has been.
I. My Death Will Be a Vogue Happening
For my part, I have always thought that my own death would be a kind of Grand Farewell Party to Life — a hip, chic, and voguish happening to conclude, in a totally orgasmic manner, my cool & sexy trajectory in this world.
(I had really hoped to die before getting old. Missed that one. But growing older has its advantages: for example, no one can possibly be as cool & sexy as I am anymore — I’m too far ahead!)
It is true that, aside from eating like an ogre, drinking like a Templar, smoking like a chimney, gambling like a diplomat, fornicating like a satyr, and doing coke like Tony Montana — which one could, after all, regard as a form of “strive ever to more” — my main accomplishment on this beautiful and interesting planet has been to be sentenced to five years in prison for the crime of being a Thelemite. So I think one can legitimately call me a “truly” disciple of Hadit!
As for the rest, no one would dream of contesting that Sir Shumule the Joyful, Sir Shumule the Radiant, Sir Shumule the King of Viscounts, ticks every box of the “ever joyous,” even when sober!
It would really be too unjust if my death were not hyper-lovely!
II. Perinde Ac Cadaver : The Threefold Protocol
Here we find again the Threefold Protocol and our Good Resolutions:
The “strive ever to more” consists, for the servant of Ra-Hoor-Khuit, in promulgating the Law in a manner that becomes methodically more fanatical each day.
The “truly mine” consists, for the disciple of Hadit, in observing a Holy Obedience perinde ac cadaver to the precepts of the Old Serpent.
The “ever joyous” consists, for the lover of Nuit, in delighting his Queen, since She, by Her own admission, experiences joy only when She sees a Thelemite rejoicing, as it is written (AL I, 13).
III. My Wife Is How Nuit Says My Name
Obviously, our verse makes a direct allusion (“slave”) to the Holy Obedience toward Hadit.
Now, “asp” has a gematria value of 141, which is the numerical value of the name Mélanie, the birth name of my Beloved Wife, who was, in 2005 e.v., baptized Chloé within the Ecclesia Gnostica Catholica.
(Note in passing that Chloé was baptized by three bishops — among whom was the future Hyperion X — and in the very room where Kenneth Anger had been received into the Caliphate O.T.O. Yes, I know… my wife is more brilliantly cool than yours, in addition to being much, much more beautiful — my wife is more brilliantly cool and much, much more beautiful than everyone else).
Now, Chloé has the gematria Ch(20) + L(30) + O(6) + E(5) = 61.
The link between 141 and 61 is 141 – 61 = 80, which is one of the ways in which Nuit calls 61 (cf. AL I, 46).
From this we deduce that Chloé is the way Nuit calls Mélanie — therefore that the choice of her baptismal name was of authentically divine Inspiration.
Also, since Nuit is None (cf. AL I, 27), that is to say Ain, 61 — and Hadit is likewise None (cf. AL II, 15) — Holy Obedience to the commandments of Nuit, to those of Hadit, or to those of my Wife, are one and the same thing.
The fields of application are different, but it is one and the same Path, one and the same Obedience, and it is the one that leads to Apotheosis and the Crown.
We shall call this the Tao of Cleopatra.
IV. Everything Is Permitted to Him Who Dares to Die for It — The Tao of Cleopatra
And this Principle sums up the whole of the Law and constitutes the very substance and nature of Thelema, as indicated by the fact that “To-day” (first word in our Verse) = T(9)+O(70)+Da(4)+Y(10) = 93.
You will tell me that the name of Sobek, the crocodile god, also has the gematria S(60)+O(6)+B(2)+E(5)+K(20) = 93 — but To-day = 93 = Sobek should be read as a reminder of the injunction of the Old Serpent, Hadit our Master: “A feast every day” (AL II, 42) — that is to say: life is a feast and feasts do not last.
Or rather, as the divine Cleopatra might have said to us at the moment of her death, looking back on her life: Everything is permitted to him who dares to die for it.
Meditate upon this, dear friends, and go your gorgeous ways under the protection of that spiritual sphere whose centre is everywhere and circumference nowhere, and which we call GOD.
Warm kisses from the Bahamas.
Love is the law, love under will.
— ☉︎ in 4° ♉︎ : ☽︎ in 15° ♌︎ : ♀︎ : Ⅴⅹⅰⅰ.
𓄿𓎛𓂧 𓇋𓈖𓏌
